Broke my heart

I was laying there on my bed when the alarm rang. I groaned. Can't a person get some sleep? I legit slept at three in the morning. Then again I was solving the maths problem our teacher gave us. And considering it was Maths, I couldn't leave it.

Frustratedly, I kicked my legs making the covers fall off of me and turning to the side I got up walking straight to the bathroom with my eyes half closed and half open.

After exactly 30 minutes later, I was standing in front of the mirror.

I settled for a black tank top and a pair of jeans with white canvas. I ran my hands through my black hair. I wasn't sure whether to leave my hair open or tie them up. Glancing at the time I cursed, "Shit." And left them open.

Who cares? It's not like I'm going for some fashion parade.

I hurried down the stairs, there in the kitchen I could see my mother's back turned to me as she hummed a song to herself while preparing breakfast. I smiled to myself.

I love them. I love my parents so much. They are not like your normal couples. They were still in love as much as they first met. And I've considered myself lucky to have them. While many of the people I've encountered have had a broken family. I didn't.

I was running late. Why am I still here?

I ran to my mom kissing her on the cheek while I grabbed the toast she just took out.

"It's hot Amelia." She warned me.

But it was too late already. I was already making the toast dance between my two hands.

"I'll get late mom. I am late already. I'll get going." I again kissed her on the cheek as she smiled at me. Her brown eyes sparkling.

"I'll see you after school." I yelled as I ran to the the main door.

Before stepping out I heard my mom replying, "Bye Mia. And take care."

I smiled to myself before taking off running towards the school which wasn't that far. But far enough to make me late.

**

I entered the school almost panting hard. I bent down with my hands on my knees and took deep breaths.

Lifting my hand up I glanced at the time and sighed in relief. I was as usual in school exactly on time. Never in my sixteen years of life had I been late for anything. I like to be punctual and that's the reason why I have only two best friends, Anna and stacey.

"Hey there Mia"

And here they are, Anna and stacey, the love of my life.

"Hi Anna, hi Stace! How are you doing?"

"We're doing fine. But no time for that. We have something very important to tell you" they squealed in my ears. Putting a hand on my ear I smiled at them.

Sometimes both of them behave just like kids that I think I'm the only mature and sane person in the group.

"And what is that important thing?"

"There is this new boy in schoo..."

Before Anna could finish her sentence I put my hand on her mouth shutting her up.

"Mmh...mmh!" Anna mumbled.

"You are going to shut up if that 'something important to tell' is about a new boy in school." And that's the only reason why I hate them.

"Mmh...mmh!" Anna mumbled again.

Oh! I forgot to lift my hand back.

"Oops" I took my hand back.

"What's your problem? Oh no wait, let me rephrase it...what's your problem with boys." Stace asked me.

"I don't have any problem with boys, I have problem with 'I want some special treatment' kind of boys, and I don't have a problem, I hate them."

While talking, I bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry," I appologised but when I saw a boy there in front of me and a whole bunch of students behind him, I mumbled "or not." The boy raised his left eyebrow while smirking.

Okay now, This is the reality of life. You get what you hate the most. Just like this moment. Not just a minute ago I cursed boys of his kind and here I am standing in front of one.

"What? Is there something written on my face?" I asked frustrated.

"No." He said still looking amused

"Then why are you still looking at me. Take a move on. Come on, go"

"Hi my name is Damien" his blue eyes twinkled.

I stared at him dumbfounded, "So? What should I do? I don't care what your name is. For all I care your name could be pig and I still won't give a shit."

"Feisty...huh? I like it. But it's basic etiquette to tell your name when someone tell them yours."

"Is it? Then I'm sorry but does telling your name without even asking fall under basic ettiquette?"

"Okay.." he laughed "It's just that I wanted to know your name. That's it."

"That's it? Seriously?" I was litterally fuming right now.

"Okay chill Amelia... I think we should keep moving, I'm sure the class is about to begin." Stace said taking me by my arm and almost dragging me away.

"Yeah sure." I said moving towards my locker. I was more than happy, coming out from there.

Stace and Anna moved to their locker to get their books while I took out mine.

Shutting the locker I sighed before turning towards my left. I came face to face with electric blue eyes. My breathing hitched.

Damien.

"What are you doing here?" I rolled my eyes.

"Chill Amelia" he said

"Why should I chi-... wait wha-...how do you know my name? I don't remember telling you." I squinted my eyes at him.

"Well I heard it while those two girls," he said pointing out Anna and stace "asked you to leave. Must admit, nice name."

"Those two girls there are Anna and Stacey." I sighed, "Why don't you leave me alone? Why are you following me?"

"Woah! Take a break girl. As much as I would like to but I'm not following you. Actually it's a coincidence that I got my locker beside yours" he winked at me.

I turn my gaze towards the locker beside me and sure enough Damien had it open with his hands searching for his books.

This can't happen. I wanna cry. Among the whole school. The locker had to be given to Damien?

Ugh!

I hate my life!

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Author's note

Hello guys!

So how was the first chap?

I know it was too small and wasn't that great but I promise the upcoming chps will be better than this one.

Love ya